As previously mentioned, I was asked by my best friend to be her bridesmaid and I've been away in Scotland for the wedding this weekend. It was such a lovely day; the bride looked beautiful, the ceremony had everyone choked up and the weather stayed sunny and dry. Everyone seemed to enjoy themselves and there weren't any major disasters (our vintage car wouldn't start to get us to the reception, but no worries, we made it). It was great to have everyone from university back together again for the first time in 5 years too. It was also a very educational experience, but I'll do more on that at some point. Overall, our planning has actually taken 2 steps back with the only things we thought we had organised now undone (the music we wanted was used at this one so we would look like we were copying, and they had the photographer we were planning to use who, it turns out, can't do our date).
A week to go. At exactly 2pm I just happened to be driving past the church, which was really exciting. Well, I've finished work and have just made my final to-do list. It now fits on one page and has everything allocated to a day and person. The more complicated bit seems to be working out who is where at what time, and who is staying at our flat. I think we have different people each night. I might try and make it like a sleepover in the lounge to save on changing the beds!
I haven't written anything about the actual engagement, so I thought it was about time. J (the h2b - that's so exciting to write!) had been away for the week visiting friends and family, so we had planned a lovely day out on the Saturday he was back. I'd bought tickets for the Psycho Buildings exhibition we both wanted to see at the Hayward Gallery, which was good fun. Then because it was a lovely day we wandered around the South Bank looking at the photos on the National Theatre roof terrace (Alan Williams photos as on the right) and on the outside of the Tate Modern, before heading down to our favourite local in Crofton Park, Jam Circus . Then just down the road for an always yummy dinner at the Toadsmouth too (see left). Bargainacious, delicious and plenty of wine! All this, however, was just a precursor for the biggest surprise of my life, as I plonked myself on the sofa, J went, I thought, to take his shoes off. Coming back into the lounge he bent down on one knee...
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